Living Dead in Dallas: Book 2
We get to hear her drone on about how hard it is to date a vampire, how many vitamins she has to take bla fucking bla. Then she talks about summer, boring shit like that. It hurts to read. That's 2 pages of bullshit. All this to say that she went to work in a good mood, but that was gone to shit when she found the dead body in Andy's car. That's when we find out...it's Lafayette! (Remember, pretend to be surprised.) She gets in her car and drives around to Sam's trailer, honking her horn. Why doesn't she walk behind the bar to his trailer? Because she's a lazy sum'bitch. Sam runs out, and Sookie says that Lafayette is dead, and starts crying. This is a quote: "That was ridiculous and silly and no help at all, but I couldn't help it." Really? You're quasi-apologising for having a half-normal reaction to finding a dead body? Fuck, I hate you. Sookie goes on to put down cooks, saying that an artard could do Lafayette's job (he's no waitress) and that he was gay, but he did his job. Wow, what an endorsement. Once again...fuck, I hate you. Sam calls the cops, and a couple of the day-shift waitresses come on. They're friends. Does this matter? No. Not so much. Sam and Sookie fill them in on the dead body, and the two extra-considerate waitresses ask who's going to cook for lunch. Really? REALLY? They must have compassion classes in Bon Temps. Sam says that they should get ready for the lunch rush, even though their cook is dead. Yup. There must be no other restaurants in Bon Temps.